September 20th had come and we were still not ready for this to happen. The day before we had a Surgery party and enjoyed some of Wyatt's favorite foods and let him run, swim, and just hang out with his cousins because we knew it would be awhile before he could do these things again. We had to get up at 4 a.m. and wash Wyatt then we headed off to Wolfson's. Wyatt did good and played video games until it was time for him to go back. Eric and I held it together until the drs. came in and started expaining the process...my little man began to have tears streaming down his face. The dr. gave him something to relax him and by the time they took him away he was almost asleep. When he was younger and had surgery, giving him to strangers to take care of him broke my heart. This time was harder because he was more aware of what was going on. I am grateful to his foot dr. and to all the nurses that were so kind to us during our stay at the hospital. This last week has been rough but has allowed me to bond with Wyatt and enjoy his sweet spirit. He is such a special boy and I tell him the he was so special and Heavenly Father chose him to go through this because he knew Wyatt was strong enough to handle it. This will be a long road to letting his foot heal and Wyatt is already asking when he can play soccer again:) Wyatt has learned how to maneuver his wheelchair and I keep telling him that we are gonna take a trip to a nursing home so he can have a race with his walker:)
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
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